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Effie
Effie woke up with bleary eyes and pushed her fists against her eyelids.
She couldn’t gauge what time it was, but the brightness from outside was almost blinding. She burrowed deep into the blankets and pushed herself backwards to press her back into Thorne’s. There was a cold space between them before her ass met his c**k through his pajamas.
Why is he so far away? she wondered briefly, but the thought didn’t last long.
She was instantly wet, not used to having him hard and wanting her in the morning.
She felt the hand slink across her stomach, beneath her shirt. Effie let out a low moan as the roughened fingers made their way to her n****e and pinched lightly. With his other hand, he tugged down her bottoms just enough so he could slide in.
Effie let out a gasp and he twea
